Red Dragon...Red Dragon...
It seemed like an eternity as I flew the T-Raider through space...Passing the metallic hulls of other ships...Most of them men, as you can imagine. And not all of them were had space traffic 'manners' but hey, when you're around men...Which I am, most of the time; you've got to learn how to think like them. And it's very easy to read their minds, if you know what I mean. So I reply like with like...I'm not really a favorite amongst most now, as you understand but I was in a hurry and had too...Well let's just say that Jet is going to have to pay damages for a few people's poor little shippies.
I was putting the ship into overdrive but God, was it ever an emergency. I was speeding the entire way but I guess the police were all occupied with Red Dragon issue. The thought of this made my heart quicken with fear and I accelerated until I could feel my cheeks pulling back. God I hope I get there in time, I remember thinking as I careened off of the wing of yet another ship. Really, I think I should go back to drivers ed and I could tell by the shaking fists that everyone agreed with me but this was an emergency.
Then guess what happened next...I got stopped by Space Security. God, I hate those guys...They always seem to show up out of no where and at times where they are least needed. I mean what is with them? I bet they have radar in their brains that tells them the most inconvenient time to show up. So...They pulled me over a fat one and skinny one, how predictable. The fat one enjoys donuts I see...There are boxes of the fattening crap littering almost the entire interior of the spacecraft and the skinny one looks too weak to even lift a leg to take a piss...Wait...Did guys actually do that? Shaking the thought from my mind I decided to use what Jet called 'womanly charms' today I'm glad to be a woman.
As they pull in closer I manage a disgusted sigh as I manage to look innocent...But naughtily so. I show a little more skin then usual when I know they're looking. (Okay you guys, I actually acknowledge the fact that I am scantily clad but hey, it works and when you're tired you have less to take off.) Sure as Spike's appetite they ogle me before grinning lewdly and elbowing one another. Apparently I sparked their fancy because they both leaned forward as I held a finger to my lips. This naughty school girl routine worked like a charm they were actually drooling as they looked at me. The fat one smiled again and said in what I bet he thought was a sexy voice:
"Hey honey wanna come in and see my-" He never got the chance to finish that sentence because I shouted into the speaker-com: "No way fatty."
I stayed a moment more to watch spittle spurt from him; God was he disgusting, he really needed to make a LONG visit to the gym. Without a second thought I jammed the T-Raider into overdrive and zoomed past them the Space Geeks following me. I felt an Cheshire smile appear on my lips as I decided to put them threw maneuvers, "I'll make those poor idiots wish they stayed where they were, eating their damn donuts."
I suddenly feinted to the right whirling upside down, soon turning into a speeding fireball as I felt the gravity of planet pull me in and I could feel my cheeks pulling back to around my ears as again I barreled in. Hey, who needs a spacelift with my kind of driving? Another money-making oppurtunity...I remember laughing inside myself but suddenly stopping and realizing that it was sick laughter...Spike could be hurt...Dead somewhere and I'm laughing?
I decided to risk a glance behind me and sure enough they have to pull up because a huge cruiser is barreling through space. Another person to go bug the shit out of. Yay me! I thought sarcastically as I entered the atmosphere, looking at the bustling city below me, almost totally consumed by a shroud of smog. We ruined Earth and now we're working on all the other planets...Before I could turn my thoughts in to the Wise Old Owl in the Sky (Don't ask...Long story for another time.) I saw smoke rising from a building. Now that was NOT smog...I saw fire dying and sputtering out and I knew at once that, that was where I needed...No...Had to go. I jerked the controllers and zeroed in, my eyes straining to make out the blobs on the top of the building...Police, no doubt...Where was Spike?
My stomach lurched but I zoomed towards it...I had to know. I had to see for myself that Spike was REALLY dead. I hoped I wouldn't have to see his guts everywhere...That would have been a little too much of reality for me.
I had to set down somewhere so I chose a corner of the building that was still partially intact. Letting the almost-over-heated engines die I felt the ship drop down with a sickening thud and for a second I thought the X- Raider was going to fall from the building...What a glorious way to die, don't you agree? Well luckily it didn't but there were guns aimed at me and the ship and they were screaming something; muted by the inforced plexiglass. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes...My finger moving to the direction of the blue button that would remove the protective layer of plastic from me...It was moving up over my head before pausing to let me out. I shielded my face and zipped up my black jump suit to cover myself properly. Silence. I walked towards them and they didn't move now...I didn't even have to push my way through them.
They parted like Moses parted the seas...Like God parted the seas but I didn't believe in him anymore. He had let me down one to many times...Please, I remember myself pleading with him, please let him be alive. The big bulky masculine bodies were still parting like a curtain to reveal two bodies...Vicious was clearly dead. Finally. A trembling smile was upon my lips as I whispered so softly that I felt the men behind me leaning forward to hear it.
"You got what you deserved; asshole."
Then I looked to the brown trenchcoat that held the body of Spike in it. It was riddled with bullet holes...But still...I had to see for myself if he was really dead. I knelt beside him and closed my eyes, leaning forward to whisper in his still form's ear:
"Spike?"
Do you have a comrade, Faye Valentine?
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Okay, how was it? I mean really...I took me about a month to get through my god damn writer's block so you all better like it...I know it's short for someone who toiled on it every single day but I couldn't help it. The Demon takes me sometimes. I hope you all enjoyed it...Flame me if you want but remember: Death will come more swiftly for you. By the way if you're smart you would have figured out that I put a preview of the next chapter's title at the end of every chapter...Most of them are quotes from the episodes of Cowboy Bebop that I have modified just a bit. By the way I should do my disclaimor so I don't get law suit slapped on me so I have to live in another even smaller card-board box. ^.^ Cowboy Bebop does not belong to me but the producers and the blessed person who came up with the idea...To the entire Bebop Crew, cheers for beers! Hausta La Pasta my little friendlies I have a ficcie about Spirited Away to work on! OXO
It seemed like an eternity as I flew the T-Raider through space...Passing the metallic hulls of other ships...Most of them men, as you can imagine. And not all of them were had space traffic 'manners' but hey, when you're around men...Which I am, most of the time; you've got to learn how to think like them. And it's very easy to read their minds, if you know what I mean. So I reply like with like...I'm not really a favorite amongst most now, as you understand but I was in a hurry and had too...Well let's just say that Jet is going to have to pay damages for a few people's poor little shippies.
I was putting the ship into overdrive but God, was it ever an emergency. I was speeding the entire way but I guess the police were all occupied with Red Dragon issue. The thought of this made my heart quicken with fear and I accelerated until I could feel my cheeks pulling back. God I hope I get there in time, I remember thinking as I careened off of the wing of yet another ship. Really, I think I should go back to drivers ed and I could tell by the shaking fists that everyone agreed with me but this was an emergency.
Then guess what happened next...I got stopped by Space Security. God, I hate those guys...They always seem to show up out of no where and at times where they are least needed. I mean what is with them? I bet they have radar in their brains that tells them the most inconvenient time to show up. So...They pulled me over a fat one and skinny one, how predictable. The fat one enjoys donuts I see...There are boxes of the fattening crap littering almost the entire interior of the spacecraft and the skinny one looks too weak to even lift a leg to take a piss...Wait...Did guys actually do that? Shaking the thought from my mind I decided to use what Jet called 'womanly charms' today I'm glad to be a woman.
As they pull in closer I manage a disgusted sigh as I manage to look innocent...But naughtily so. I show a little more skin then usual when I know they're looking. (Okay you guys, I actually acknowledge the fact that I am scantily clad but hey, it works and when you're tired you have less to take off.) Sure as Spike's appetite they ogle me before grinning lewdly and elbowing one another. Apparently I sparked their fancy because they both leaned forward as I held a finger to my lips. This naughty school girl routine worked like a charm they were actually drooling as they looked at me. The fat one smiled again and said in what I bet he thought was a sexy voice:
"Hey honey wanna come in and see my-" He never got the chance to finish that sentence because I shouted into the speaker-com: "No way fatty."
I stayed a moment more to watch spittle spurt from him; God was he disgusting, he really needed to make a LONG visit to the gym. Without a second thought I jammed the T-Raider into overdrive and zoomed past them the Space Geeks following me. I felt an Cheshire smile appear on my lips as I decided to put them threw maneuvers, "I'll make those poor idiots wish they stayed where they were, eating their damn donuts."
I suddenly feinted to the right whirling upside down, soon turning into a speeding fireball as I felt the gravity of planet pull me in and I could feel my cheeks pulling back to around my ears as again I barreled in. Hey, who needs a spacelift with my kind of driving? Another money-making oppurtunity...I remember laughing inside myself but suddenly stopping and realizing that it was sick laughter...Spike could be hurt...Dead somewhere and I'm laughing?
I decided to risk a glance behind me and sure enough they have to pull up because a huge cruiser is barreling through space. Another person to go bug the shit out of. Yay me! I thought sarcastically as I entered the atmosphere, looking at the bustling city below me, almost totally consumed by a shroud of smog. We ruined Earth and now we're working on all the other planets...Before I could turn my thoughts in to the Wise Old Owl in the Sky (Don't ask...Long story for another time.) I saw smoke rising from a building. Now that was NOT smog...I saw fire dying and sputtering out and I knew at once that, that was where I needed...No...Had to go. I jerked the controllers and zeroed in, my eyes straining to make out the blobs on the top of the building...Police, no doubt...Where was Spike?
My stomach lurched but I zoomed towards it...I had to know. I had to see for myself that Spike was REALLY dead. I hoped I wouldn't have to see his guts everywhere...That would have been a little too much of reality for me.
I had to set down somewhere so I chose a corner of the building that was still partially intact. Letting the almost-over-heated engines die I felt the ship drop down with a sickening thud and for a second I thought the X- Raider was going to fall from the building...What a glorious way to die, don't you agree? Well luckily it didn't but there were guns aimed at me and the ship and they were screaming something; muted by the inforced plexiglass. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes...My finger moving to the direction of the blue button that would remove the protective layer of plastic from me...It was moving up over my head before pausing to let me out. I shielded my face and zipped up my black jump suit to cover myself properly. Silence. I walked towards them and they didn't move now...I didn't even have to push my way through them.
They parted like Moses parted the seas...Like God parted the seas but I didn't believe in him anymore. He had let me down one to many times...Please, I remember myself pleading with him, please let him be alive. The big bulky masculine bodies were still parting like a curtain to reveal two bodies...Vicious was clearly dead. Finally. A trembling smile was upon my lips as I whispered so softly that I felt the men behind me leaning forward to hear it.
"You got what you deserved; asshole."
Then I looked to the brown trenchcoat that held the body of Spike in it. It was riddled with bullet holes...But still...I had to see for myself if he was really dead. I knelt beside him and closed my eyes, leaning forward to whisper in his still form's ear:
"Spike?"
Do you have a comrade, Faye Valentine?
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Okay, how was it? I mean really...I took me about a month to get through my god damn writer's block so you all better like it...I know it's short for someone who toiled on it every single day but I couldn't help it. The Demon takes me sometimes. I hope you all enjoyed it...Flame me if you want but remember: Death will come more swiftly for you. By the way if you're smart you would have figured out that I put a preview of the next chapter's title at the end of every chapter...Most of them are quotes from the episodes of Cowboy Bebop that I have modified just a bit. By the way I should do my disclaimor so I don't get law suit slapped on me so I have to live in another even smaller card-board box. ^.^ Cowboy Bebop does not belong to me but the producers and the blessed person who came up with the idea...To the entire Bebop Crew, cheers for beers! Hausta La Pasta my little friendlies I have a ficcie about Spirited Away to work on! OXO